"Brother Murong, can you help my father?" Guo Fu looked at Murong Fu with tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.

Murong Fu stroked her face, "Fu'er, don't worry, let me tell me about the current situation in Xiangyang City, such as the deployment of troops, the preparation of food and grass, and the situation of reinforcements."

Guo Fu tilted his little head and thought, "I don't know much about the deployment of troops. I heard from my mother that there were 150,000 defenders in Xiangyang City. After these days of consumption, less than half of them were left, and food and grass were also in short supply. The most hateful thing was the general Lu Wenhuan, who secretly seized most of the guardian supplies, which made my father difficult."

Murong Fu couldn't help but wonder when he heard this, "Can 150,000 troops defend so many days?"

Mongolia claims to be attacking 800,000 troops, with only 150,000 troops. Even if it has a city as a support, it is extremely difficult.

Guo Fu explained, "Brother Murong, your news is not very accurate. Mongolia did dispatch an army of 800,000, but half of the infantry arrived later. The cavalry that arrived first could not capture the city, giving us a breathing opportunity. Mother asked for a dog-beating stick and called on the disciples of the Beggar Gang of the world to go to Xiangyang together. My father issued a hero order, inviting all the heroes of the world, and then he barely defended it."

Murong Fu nodded suddenly, "So, there are many martial arts people gathered in Xiangyang City now?"

"Of course," Guo Fu replied, "My father's reputation in the martial arts world is extraordinary. Any knowledgeable person has arrived in Xiangyang. Just like the Wudang Sect, Quanzhen Sect, and Shaolin Temple, these righteous sects have almost emerged in full swing. There are nearly a thousand first-class masters in Xiangyang City, and there are more than 100,000 disciples of the Beggars' Sect."

"One thousand first-class experts, more than one hundred thousand Beggar Gang disciples!" Murong Fu was slightly surprised, and still underestimated the appeal of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, especially the Beggar Gang, who could summon so many disciples in such a short time. What a huge number would it be if all the Beggar Gang disciples in the world gathered together?

Guo Fuqiao was quite proud, "More than that, now only nearby prefectures and counties arrive, and many are still on the way. If all of them are gathered, there should be no less than one million people."

"Millions of people? Good guy, I think Xiangyang City is as stable as Mount Tai." Murong Fu said with a little sourness.

Guo Fu's face froze and soon became depressed, "I thought so at the beginning, but my mother said that although the disciples of the Beggar Gang were numerous, they were not familiar with military tactics, and they were extremely scarce in military affairs, and their weapons and armor were extremely scarce. They could not be the opponent of the regular army. Even if they really gathered one million Beggar Gang disciples, they could not withstand the 800,000 Mongolian army. What's more, Xiangyang City has now become a turtle in the jar, and even the disciples of the Beggar Gang who came from behind could not enter the city."

"So that's it," Murong Fu felt a little balanced. He thought that he had worked hard for so many years and had barely raised up a 600,000 army. If he was not as good as a beggar gang, it would be really ridiculous. Then he asked again, "Has the reinforcements from Song Ting arrived? I heard that the Ezhou army had rushed to Xiangyang City?"

When talking about this, Guo Fu's little face suddenly became angry, "Don't mention it, the Ezhou commander Tian Shizhong led his troops to a small prefecture and county near Xiangyang City three days ago, but he refused to enter the city for a long time. I don't know what the hell is going on."

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and sneered inexplicably, "This is interesting."

"What's the point?" Guo Fu said angrily, "Isn't it just that I'm afraid of death. These bastards who are in corpses have heavy troops in their hands and show off their power. When they are critical moments, they become grandsons. If it weren't for my father, I wouldn't want to help these people defend the city."

Murong Fu pinched her little face with a funny look, "Okay, you're still young, these things are not something you worry about."

Guo Fu patted his hand away, "Dad and mother said I was young, but where is he? It's just that my father was too pedantic. I really don't understand. Everyone understands why he still refused to let go and insisted on helping a group of ungrateful villains who crossed the river and burned bridges."

Murong Fu sighed leisurely, "Maybe this is what he insisted on 'the greatest hero is for the country and the people'. Fuer, Guo Daxia may not be a good husband or a good father, but he is a real hero."

Guo Fu pursed her lips, "What about you?"

Murong Fu smiled slightly, "Of course I can't compete with your father, but don't worry, I will definitely be a good husband and will never let Fu'er suffer any harm."

Guo Fu's face instantly flushed, and she said angrily, "You are so fickle, you won't be anything good... Good husband, oh, you are so evil, who said you want to marry you, a big radish!"

"Don't marry?" Murong Fu looked a little disappointed, "I'm still planning to formally propose marriage to your parents when I go to Xiangyang City this time. Since you don't marry, you can only give up."

Guo Fu was both happy and shy when she heard this, and was also a little worried about gains and losses. She threw herself into his arms and her raindrop-like fists fell on his chest, "Brother Murong, you big villain, you like to tease others!"

As she beat her, she suddenly remembered something and said in surprise, "So you promised to help my daddy?"

Murong Fu shook his head, "I will go to Xiangyang City, but it's not now. You go back first and bring me a message to your mother. I can guard Xiangyang City or not, it depends on what I can get."

After hearing this, Guo Fu thought about it carefully and couldn't help but give him a blank look, "Brother Murong, when is it now? You are still talking to my mother about the conditions!"

"Fu'er, you can't say that," Murong Fu immediately started the fooling mode. "Think about it, the Murong family is just a martial arts family, with nearly a thousand lives. Once they are involved in a battle like Xiangyang City, what is the chance of saving it? At the least, it is a serious injury to the vitality, and at the worst, it is completely destroyed. Do you think I have to give them a guarantee first?"

Guo Fu nodded. No matter what angle he stood, there was no reason to kill him for nothing.

Murong Fu continued, "What's more, I'm not talking about conditions with your parents, but about conditions with the court. Do you understand? As you said, these despicable villains who are just sitting in corpses will only hide behind and let others work for them. How can I not take the opportunity to blackmail them?"

When Guo Fu heard this, he immediately agreed and applauded, "It's up to Brother Murong, these people should blackmail them!"

Murong Furuo smiled meaningfully, my stupid Fuer, if you know what I want, you may not be happy...

Guo Fu quickly left the Murong family with the eagle and said that she wanted to bring the news back first. She ran around so tirelessly made Murong Fu feel guilty and couldn't help but wonder if she was too despicable?

One of the two eagles was kept by Murong Fu, saying that if there was an emergency, he would rush to Xiangyang City as soon as possible. Guo Fu was naturally willing to stay Diaoer without hesitation and told it to obey Murong Fu's orders.

At this time, Murong Fu was standing in the yard, with a snow-white eagle standing in front of him, staring at him with vigilance. Although it was quite spiritual, it obviously did not fully understand what Guo Fu meant, especially the human in front of him was still so annoying, as if he was staring at some ferocious beast.

Murong Fu put his hands behind him and looked at it with a smile, "Diao'er, from today on, I will be your master. I will keep you white and fat, and look down on the crowd of eagles."

As he said that, he poked his hand out and wanted to touch its head.

Unexpectedly, Bai Diao suddenly shrank his head, and then stretched out his mouth to peck him.

"Hiss!" Murong Fu was caught off guard and was pecked at the back of his hand. In an instant, blood flowed. He couldn't help but curse, "You beast, you are so ungrateful, I won't kill you and stew the soup!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand and patted his palm, and a strong force swept towards Bai Diao's neck.

Bai Diao looked at him contemptuously, and flew away with a flap of wings.

"Hey, you beast actually look down on me!" Murong Fu was immediately humiliated, looked up, stomped his feet suddenly, and jumped up to the ground, jumping more than ten feet high, only a few feet away from the Bai Diao.

Bai Diao didn't seem to have expected Murong Fu to be so fast, so he was shocked. He slapped his wings a few times, and instantly slid more than ten feet apart.

"Run?" Murong Fu sneered, "If you are asked to run out of my master's palm today, how can you do it in the future!"

While he was talking, he put his left foot on the right instep, raised his body about a meter high, then took a step forward, moving his body several feet out of thin air.

The white eagle sped for a distance, and thought that the hateful and dangerous human should have been thrown away. It looked back and couldn't help but froze its wings and almost fell from mid-air. It turned out that Murong Fu had unknowingly touched about a meter behind it.

"Haha, run, I see how far you can run." Murong Fu laughed loudly. At this time, he was carrying his hands on his back, Ling Xu Yufeng, and was indescribably elegant and elegant.

Of course, the actual situation is that he is constantly cursing in his heart. Not only is the eagle flying high, but the speed is very fast. The key is that he has wings and can fly to the end of his strength, but he cannot. After all, light skills are light skills, not magic magic.

Suddenly, he thought of it, pulled out the Heavenly Sword with a clang and threw it out. Then he jumped onto the Heavenly Sword and walked on the sword. His speed of climbing time increased greatly. In less than a breath, he came to Bai Diao and smiled, "Brother Diao, you are too slow, hurry up, hurry up."

The white eagle was stimulated and flapped its wings suddenly and pulled a distance forward for a while. Unexpectedly, Murong Fu followed him like a shadow and caught up in an instant.

Finally, Bai Diao felt that he was not at an advantage in speed. A fierce light flashed in his eyes. A sharp sound of "crying" turned around and grabbed him head-on. A cold light flashed on his sharp claws, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

"Ha, it turns out that you beast want to have a few more moves with me." Murong Fu laughed, tapped his sword body lightly with his toes, bent down and slid down.

The white eagle grabbed the empty space and wanted to chase it but could not do it immediately. At this moment, it suddenly felt a sank on its feet and looked down. It turned out that the hateful human was grabbing its ankle.

It wanted to struggle, but how could Murong Fu give it a chance? He immediately pushed his arms, swung his body and drew it circle and threw it out.

Bai Diao screamed in her mouth, her wings fluttered and swelled constantly, and she kept rolling in the air for more than ten times before she could barely stabilize her body. She was crooked and seemed to fall at any time.

Murong Fu jumped onto its back and said, "Say, are you convinced?"
Chapter completed!